Oh my God I’ve had so much sex I think I’m pregnant now. Stitch as well. And the bed sheets, they’re pregnant too. Bloody hell I think I’m dead. I need to go OUT now. Don’t WANNA, wanna SLEEP.
Haaa naw. Jonesy Jones. Dancing. Boozing. Laugher an’ joy.
OH GOD. I don’t know if I can put on my jeans hahaaaaaaa.
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